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There's a noise upstairs in the attic it's the shuffle of worn out shoes and the scent of the oil and brushes drifts down like a pale perfume and he says, I... I am a man, a simple man, ...a man of colours, and I can see see through the years, years of a man, ...a man of colours; and the old man rubs his failing eyes and takes a moment to watch the view from a window nobody knows is there he can see the empty street below [chorus] he says, I keep my life in this paintbox I keep your face in these picture frames Songtexteand when I speak to this faded canvas it tells me I have no need for words anyway...; [chorus] and he says, I... I am a man, a simple man, ...a man of colours, and I can see see through the tears, tears of a man, ...a man of colours; Aus Songtexte Mania